บท 20: Agonizingly Slow
Chapter 20
I felt the warmth of the sunrise, yet the cold was holding me. It was never letting me go. I tried to move, but to no avail, I was stuck in it. It was constantly reassuring me in our mixed language, our local tongue. 'The cold can speak? Weird…' I thought to myself, still trying to be comfortable. Then I stopped thinking for a while. I was just letting myself flow within the cold.
The cold is nice, comfortable even. and I was just too weak to go against it for now. It felt like eternity just feeling and never knowing how I ended up with it. Maybe death felt like this, just cold and numb. Until you realize you could open your eyes.
'Wait, I can open my eyes...I'm alive?!"
But when my vision came into focus, I realized who was carrying me all this time. Well, I was too weak to move and to even avert looking at him. Though he is not an eyesore, he was still a royal pain in the butt or rather a royal pain in the heart. His pointed nose, envied by most of the locals, for me was his best feature. But his chiseled jawline, strong and masculine was his asset. I would always tease that he looked like Brad Pitt, an actor who lived almost half a century ago. He hated it. But for me it was a good laugh seeing him try to convince me that he was not that mestizo looking.
Filiinos had long been a mixed of ethnic group, migrating in the country from another. My bloodline wasn't as pure as I think I am. My parents may be Filipinos by birth but we had american, spanish and a bit of chinese in our blood line. For Xed however, his grandmother is a Filipino-American, so his features were way foreign than that of a typical native. He hated the attention growing up. Being the first one to be noticed in our group. He was treated a little bit special at times. There were times he'd brag about it, other times he'd just like to chill like other normal kids with filipino features. But there was something different in him. This aura of attraction. He draw people's attention in a positive way. It was as if even as a human he was very much charesmatic.
He was carrying me bridal style, my head resting on his cold chest. I could hear the steady pace of his heartbeat. Shouldn't vampires be undead and without heart beats? I tried stirring but he held me in place. He looked at me from the side of his eyes, not even facing me. I felt myself blush that even I could imagine what I looked like because of the warmth my face was giving off. Butterflies also started ravaging my insides, as if it w nairal for them to live inside of me.
"Please I am trying to control myself from anything you wouldn't like me doing. Plus, it'll hurt you if your broken arm would dangle and move." He said not even straining from my weight, and I in all honesty weighed like a man. He was carrying me like I'm a piece of oversized stuffed toy. I tried to talk but I couldn't even if I tried to help myself from doing so. I was just stuck there looking at his gorgeous face, feeling my face burn and the damn butterflies fluttering their wings inside my stomach. He looked at me from the side of his eyes and smugly smirked. I rolled my eyes then looked somewhere else. I focused my eyes on his hand firmly gripping my leg instead.
"Your...bleeding..." I said..well, more like croaked, finally.
"It's healing." He muttered tepidly. "I had to catch a bullet from killing the love of my life." he sounded like someone who was grinning. He was so full of himself. He was making me feel guilty, I'm sure of that. Just like old times whenever I did something stupid that would get us both in trouble. He would usually take the blam and the ass whooping for us.
I snorted, 'knocking me out in the process,' I thought.
"Look Fran, I would never change you...you're far too precious to me. I would never let you be like me, a monster." He sighed. "But honestly, being with you, makes me feel like I'm lesser of the monster you said I was. '' he paused for a moment as if trying to collect himself, "I'm just so glad I finally found you." I drop of something wet fell on my hand. "But you'd rather die than be a monster like me."
I could now feel the wind blowing and hear the tides rolling. We were now at the coastline and it's already mid day. "Do you know how it hurts to move this agonizingly slow?" He asked out of the blue. "But I'm clearly doing this for you." I snorted, he chuckled.
God, how can he be so angelic and demonic at the same time?! He can be so full of himself, but still be caring. He may be the same person but then when I gazed at him, 'he's a vampire now.' I thought to myself in a heartbreak.
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